WHOOOO WEEEEE!!!

People have been sending me emails and saying "Dang Henry, you're so witty. Why haven't you written in awhile?" People need to lay off me. I don't need that stress in my life. I'm a busy baby with a full schedule. I've even hired an assistant. I call him dad.

I'm not lying about being busy. Since we last spoke I started daycare. I miss grandma a bunch because she took me for walks and kissed me on my ample cheeks. She also let me kick back in my car seat with a bottle while I watched her garden. She's good stuff. Since I left her side she is back on the campaign trail running for re-election for Golden Valley city council. So if you see her kissing babies, such as myself, a little more than normal you know why.

I listen to music all the time. I really like music. My dad tells me about all these so called great bands with songs that can change my life. What the heck does that even mean? Seriously. Just give me a teether and throw "Kokomo" on my iPod and I'm all set. Music really doesn't get any better than the Cocktail Soundtrack. I groove to that gem daily at daycare.

There is one minor little setback to daycare. I like the people. I have great conversations with my main man Kenneth and the older "ladies" give me hugs when I arrive even before I can get out of my carseat. Unfortunately the other kids sometimes get colds and stick their hands in their mouth and then stick their hands in my mouth etc...I can count the amount of times I've been sick on both hands. Eleven to be exact. My doctor gave me some pink stuff to eat out of a syringe. I found out today I was allergic to it. Daycare called my mommy and told her that I was '86ed for the day because I had a rash. My doctor seems nice but seriously can you trust a guy who always threatens to put you in his pocket? I wasn't going to tell you about my embarrasing rash but I overheard my dad telling my mommy that he told everyone at work. Can't a kid get any privacy? I don't go around telling people about his stinky feet.

For those who don't know, I'm a huge Twins fan. The picture on the right shows off the sweatshirt that I received from my Auntie Sarah. It fits well and I think I look pretty cool in it. I noticed a couple of 2 year old ladies doing a double take at the mall. That's what I'm talking about. Well, the Twins had a pretty good run at the end of the season. They won their division and set a good example for the youth of Minnesota. Problem is they ran into the dirty cheating Yankees in the playoffs. My favorite 9 smelled worse than my Diaper Champ the day before garbage day. I won't hold it against them though. It's hard to play baseball with both hands around your neck.

All my loyal followers know I'm really into football. I was hoping Brett Favre would come to the Vikings and lead them to victory. Well, last time we spoke he hadn't made up his mind yet. Then one day he announces that he was going to stay retired. A week later he changed his mind again and said he was going to wear purple. I have heard a lot of people complaining about him but I don't get involved. I've had mood swings like that when I've been tired. Plus the Vikings haven't lost a game since I've been alive. Dad and Grandpa have to be jealous of that. I hear them crying on and on about the 1998 Vikings. Man they're old. Get over it. Grandpa and Grandma Leet did get me this sweet Adrian Peterson jersey. I've watched a few games at grandma and grandpa's house. Grandmas fun. She was wearing corduroy pants and that blew my mind. Nice texture.

I've started to eat solid food now. Not only is it tasty but it can be a lot of fun. Sometimes I paint my face with it. It's kind of sticky, messy and not very pleasant but it cracks me up to watch my mom have to wash it out of my eyes. Sometimes you have to sacrifice for your art.

Now that I'm six months old I can sit up and I spend a lot of time grinning and laughing. My parents are pretty funny, contrary to popular belief. I think I'll keep them. I've also been baptized which was interesting. I had to stand in front of a huge audience while some guy I didn't know poured water on my head. I didn't get stage fright or anything and their was a lot of people there.

Well, tell my assistant to hold my calls cuz I need a nap. Please remember that a vote for Grandma DeDe Scanlon is a vote for H-Dogg. Peace.